fullmoon/sonata artica

Sitting on a corner all alone, staring from the bottom of his soul, watching the night come in from the window

It’ll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding It has no name, there’s one for every season Makes him insane to know

Running away from it all "I’ll be safe in the cornfields", he thinks Hunted by his own, again he feels the moon rising on the sky

Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore Someones at the door, understanding too demanding Can this be wrong, it’s love that is not ending Makes him insane again

She should not lock the open door (run away run away, run way) Fullmoon is on the sky and He’s not a man anymore She sees the change in Him but can’t (run away run away, run away) See what beccame out of her man…